Xiao Feng stared at the word "injustice", and the alcohol surged up, covering up the throbbing pain in his head.
This word did not tell him everything she knew like meeting a close friend like before. Instead, it looked at him coldly like enemies meeting each other and kept him thousands of miles away.
The harder Xiao Feng pressed, the more resistant he became to that word. In the end, he was no longer just looking at him coldly, but almost wanted to pick up a salted fish and slap him hard on the face.
Xiao Feng really felt like something hard and heavy was slapping his face and hitting his head. He had a splitting headache, held his head tightly with both hands, and closed his eyes.
As soon as my eyes closed, the headache immediately subsided and even disappeared completely after a while. Xiao Feng knew that this was the rule of the heavenly book warning him: cherish life and stay away from self-test.
Xiao Feng also received a similar warning when he was watching pornographic movies, but it was just one word different. That Xiao Feng could bear it, but this time Xiao Feng couldn't.
The whole capital knows that they are investigating the Yan Mansion case, and maybe the whole world will know about it in a few days. Even if Xiao Feng in the world doesn't care, he can't help but face Lan Niang's eyes, and he can't help but face the eyes of the girl who threw herself in front of his door.
Xiao Feng opened his eyes and looked at the words on the table again. Then the headaches became more severe. But the word on the paper seemed to be shaking, and its resistance had its limits.
Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and shook even harder than that word, but he refused to close his eyes again. He only felt like the world was spinning, and a sweet and fishy taste came up in his throat. He unknowingly swept all the dishes, cups and pots on the table to the floor and smashed them to pieces.
Finally, in the severe pain and dizziness, some chaotic words appeared randomly in his mind, and poured out of Xiao Feng's mouth involuntarily.
"The word 'injustice' has the shape of 'mian' but lacks 'er'. The person who is crowned is the crown of the king. Under the king, he is the prime minister, and under the prime minister, he is the secondary assistant?
No, it’s Mr. Xiaoge, Yan Shifan! Yes, it's him! I know it's him, but how can I find evidence and catch him!
The word "injustice" has the shape of "rabbit" and is hidden under the "hole". Rabbit is a cunning person. There is a rabbit hidden in the hole. The evidence is in the Yan Mansion!
The word 'injustice' is replaced with 'Crown' and 'avoid', fart! Being king and prime minister, you can do whatever you want? Can you be innocent of murder?
I want to catch him, you just need to tell me how to catch him! You don’t need to tell me this nonsense! "
Under the dual stimulation of alcohol and severe pain, Xiao Feng became confused and violent. In his coma, he felt as if a heavy object was hanging on his body. His hands and feet were extremely heavy and he could not move. Only his brain was still spinning crazily.
"The word 'injustice' has the form of 'wan' but there is no daylight. It is night and there is no daylight. It moves at night. It moves like a rabbit that escapes and can be put into a hole. I understand, I understand!"
Xiao Feng laughed loudly, then felt a chill all over his body, his headache disappeared, and he slowly regained consciousness.
The word "injustice" that had been forcibly ravaged by Xiao Feng and drained of its spiritual energy was now curled up on the paper, looking very unfair indeed.
Then Xiao Feng realized that he was holding Qiaoqiao on his left leg, Wang Yingxiang on his right leg, Zhang Yunqing on his left arm, Qiao Niang on his right arm, and Zhang Wuxin hugging his waist from behind.
Standing in front of her was the frightened Lan Niang, holding a copper basin in her hand, which was still dripping water on the ground...
"Sir, they insisted on letting me splash you..." Lan Niang explained slowly, looking frightened.
Only then did Xiao Feng realize why his body felt so heavy. He sighed and felt the cold water flowing down his face.
"Let go, I'm fine."
Everyone let him go with suspicion. Xiao Feng really didn't look like he was fine. He looked like he was at least recovering from a serious illness. His face was covered with cold water, which couldn't stop the sweat that kept coming out.
Qiao Niang hurriedly found a pair of clean and warm clothes and asked Xiao Feng to change into the house. Everyone waited outside in fear, not knowing what happened to Xiao Feng.
They were disturbed by the sound of smashing dishes and rushed in. At a glance, they saw Xiao Feng holding his head and kicking him wildly, as if he was crazy. Several of them rushed forward to control Xiao Feng, but Xiao Feng was strong and strong, so they were thrown several times.
Fortunately, Zhang Wuxin also heard the sound and arrived at this time. With him as the main force, he finally controlled Xiao Feng. Then, under everyone's urging, Lan Niang poured a basin of cold water in her pocket and finally awoke Xiao Feng from his madness.
When Xiao Feng came out, although he looked very weak, his eyes were clear and there was no sign of madness. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Qiaoqiao touched the bump on her forehead and asked worriedly: "Master, are you okay? You were so fierce just now!"
Xiao Feng touched Qiaoqiao's forehead, and Qiaoqiao grinned in pain. Then he looked at the women around him, all of whom were dressed in dirty clothes and had messy hair. He thought that the struggle he had just made was indeed fierce, and he couldn't bear it. Zhiya grinned, but it wasn't because of the pain.
"I'm fine, don't worry. Wu Xin, I have something important to do for you."
Late at night, Zhang Wuxin, dressed in night clothes and with his face covered, gently climbed up the back wall of Yan's mansion, and then immediately lay down on the wall, like a motionless stone.
For half a quarter of an hour, Zhang Wuxin remained motionless. Even if someone saw a dark shadow moving on the wall just now, and there was no movement for such a long time, they would definitely think that they were dazzled.
Zhang Wuxin slid along the wall to the base. Of course he could jump down with a more graceful movement, but that would make a little noise anyway, and the gecko's method of sliding on the wall was more concealed.
Zhang Wuxin's movements were extremely small, as if he were moving with his toes instead of the soles of his feet. Zhang Wuxin stood in the dark, listening carefully to the extremely subtle breathing sounds coming from around him.
From the southernmost house, the sound of two people's breathing could be heard. One of them should be in deep sleep and the other seemed to be in a light sleep. The sleeping person's breathing was heavier and his power was slightly shallower. This should be the Rouge Tiger sisters.
The big house in the middle has a strange shape. It seems to be a number of small houses that have been transformed and connected into one, forming one huge house. The sound insulation is so good that you can hardly hear any breathing.
In the remaining ten or so rooms, judging from the sound of breathing, they were all sleeping people without internal energy. They should all be Yan Shifan's wives, concubines or female slaves.
The most suspicious thing is obviously the largest house.
Zhang Wuxin moved slowly like a big room, looking for the entrance. But the structure of this house is extremely weird. There is no obvious door, only windows. How do people get in and out of a big house without a door?
There is only one possibility, the secret passage! In this way, it will not only ensure that it is difficult for outsiders to spy, but also difficult for people inside to get out. To get out, you can only go through a secret passage. As long as the exit of the secret passage is locked, the entry and exit of the people in the big house are all under the control of the person holding the key.
Zhang Wuxin was born in Wudang and has traveled around the world. He is no stranger to such things as secret secret passages. He looked carefully around the big house and focused on the wall connected to the house.
This wall is too thick. Although the wall of the Prime Minister's Mansion itself is too thick, the wall here is obviously much thicker. If there is a secret passage, it should be here.
Of course, secret tunnels can be dug underground, but Zhang Wuxin felt that Xiao Feng was right: with Yan Shifan's character and pride, it was unlikely that he would burrow under the ground every day like a groundhog.
Zhang Wuxin stayed close to the big house and walked in front of the thick wall in the dark, thinking about how to know the reality inside the wall without making any noise. On the surface, this wall looks like a normal wall, but there are still years of dirt and moss on it. Without knocking, there is no way to know whether it is a hollow secret passage.
But if there is a knock and others don't know, Rouge Tiger may be awakened. What's more, Zhang Wuxin heard from Zhan Yu about the fierce battle at Zhang Tianci's house. How could he know that there were no other masters in Yan's house?
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Wuxin decided to take a risk. He could not let Xiao Feng trust him. Although this time there was a gain, the risk Xiao Feng was going to take was too great. He had to have real evidence to allow Xiao Feng to take as few risks as possible.
Zhang Wuxin gently pulled out his sword Yun Pianhua, put the tip of the sword against the crack in the wall, and used his internal strength to insert it into the wall. The blade of the sword rubs against the masonry, making an extremely slight sound, much subtler than a knock.
There was no change in Yan Zhihu's breathing, and Zhang Wuxin continued to thrust inward. The cracks in the wall were obviously Sanhe soil, and it was added with glutinous rice soup. It was extremely solid. The clouds and flowers were trembling slightly, and Zhang Wuxin tried his best.
If he didn't have to worry about the sound and just pushed hard once, he could penetrate three points into the masonry, not to mention the cracks in the wall. But he didn't dare to do that now and could only rely on strength to fight hard.
Finally, the resistance on the sword tip suddenly disappeared, and the long sword was inserted halfway in. Fortunately, Zhang Wuxin was prepared and immediately controlled the force, and the sword almost didn't hit the wall.
Then Zhang Wuxin pulled out his sword, judged the thickness of the cavity in the wall, and smiled with satisfaction. Secret passage, this is definitely a secret passage.
At this time, the Yan family's night guard, carrying a lantern, was gradually approaching the backyard. Zhang Wuxin no longer stopped, climbed up the wall, jumped to the outside of the back wall, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
The servant looked around and found nothing, so he turned around and left. In the darkness left behind him, a black stone suddenly moved.
That's a person! From the time Zhang Wuxin climbed the wall to the time Zhang Wuxin left, for a full quarter of an hour, he held his breath and stayed motionless on the ground. Even Zhang Wuxin didn't notice him!
Some people died, but not completely...
